Tux and Molly

Last Update: 22 November 2013

Actually Molly Narcisus Bodie-Lilholt on the left,
and Tux Morpheus Bodie-Lilholt on the right. Molly is a fluffy 10-month old
spayed female originally called Kirsten by the OSPCA. Tux is a skinny 1-year
old spayed female. They had both been 'surrendered' to the OSPCA meaning
their owners had brought them in for adoption. They are not from the same
litter or household. Susan gave them to me for my birthday and we brought
them home on Jan. 9, 2005 from the
Newmarket
OSPCA - a really excellent pet facility.

Here's a close-up of Molly hiding between the
chair legs under the dining room table.

Tux is a real skinny 'Halloween' cat, sitting here
on the desk helping me on the computer.

Tux, at the base of the stairs, considering
whether to scramble up and attack me on not.

Molly, wondering why Tux just scrambled up
the stairs.

OK, I confess, they get up on the bed sometimes.
If we think it's the best place in the house for sleeping why would we
expect them to think differently?

Molly is very helpful when I'm working on the
computer. She watches the mouse moving on the screen but wonders why there's
nothing there when she leaps at it. She's smart enough to look behind
the computer in case the screen is just a window!

It's not a large basket, but there's room for two on
the soft pillow.

Caught in the act! What are you hiding under that
pillow?

Oh look! Molly has already become a useful member of
the household. Here she is helping Susan pot a plant.

Now we know why we have all that furniture in the
living room, nicely arranged so that the sun lands on it all day long.

Tux is a jungle cat at heart. Here she is lying in the
jungle, dappled in sunlight, peeking out from the fronds of green.

And when Tux gets outside, she heads straight for the
trees, leaping for the high ground. She hasn't got stuck up a tree ... yet.

Molly is a little more earth-bound, nibbling on the
vegetation, lurking in the shrubbery.

Tux is more of a hunter, waiting for something
interesting to carelessly wander by ... maybe a mouse?

Now that we've got new windows, the cats have their
upstairs lookout over the street, always a nice sunny spot for sleeping.

Molly is ready for a good licking ... "Here, come a
little closer, there's a spot I can't quite reach ... ahhhhhh"

What a pair!

Ok, we all know cats are secretive and they have a
secret life and secret names. But ... what the heck are they talking about?

Molly likes to get up on top of the cabinets in the
kitchen. She wanders around up there and keeps watch over everything that's
going on.

Tux gets up there too - can't let Molly have all the fun!

Tux has found a place where it is warm, and there's a good view, and
Molly can't sneak up on her.

Tux has a new favourite blanket to lie on even if
Susan does kick her off at night. Today the sun is shining on it and life is
purrrfect.

Molly is, of course, in charge of everything that goes
on outside. She likes to sit in the sun in the upstairs bay windows and
survey the street.

When it snows in Toronto, they are very patient, waiting for us to
shovel off an area of the deck before venturing too far into the cold.

Tux's favourite, warm, sleeping (and surveillance) location.

Molly likes it a little softer than the top of a cable TV box.

Molly helping with the bathroom reno.

They're making sure that the drawers will fit everything that needs to
go in there.

Molly finds a new hiding spot in the bathroom ... not her best choice.

Tux once again goes for the high ground.

Now in the basement reno, Molly is hunting leftover bits of plastic
sheeting.

And Tux is providing oversight of the stair construction.

Somehow, we need to fit one more human in there.

We upgraded from a Queen to a King when we moved to Calgary. It comes
with 2 cat bookends, apparently.

Tux loves to get out in the bush in the backyard.

Molly hunts snow balls. They appear quite innocent until another one
goes skittling across the deck!

"You called?"

Maybe hockey is a more suitable sport in Calgary?

And now in Tsawwassen, Tux has her favourite place in the sun, on the
bench, looking out over the front patio.

Molly still just wants a nice soft comforter to sleep on, no matter what
city we're in.